A million kisses
8 August 2015
Stars scrambled in you
Meaningless puzzle, mind’s mess
Inner clockworks stir
A map of you prints
In my soul still life’s landscape
Multiplicity
Ubiquity calls
To mind other sources flow
Gushing energy
Myriads of strings hold
Every nerve wired closely
To your frame’s workings
Tirelessly kneading
Electricity your tool
Clay turns live sculpture
Insides churn outside
Life’s miracles live on cliff
Bordering your name
The edge of you brings
Into my deepest recess
Promises of life
Ghostly lips will press
Like a tattoo on my nape
A million kisses
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